Chris Rockaway - Phantoms lyrics

[Verse 1: dustin-prestige] Perhaps I'm a ghost Perhaps I'm a ghost Till d**h do is part of the oath Perhaps I'm a ghost who just never crossed over A fragment in her mind never never grow older To n***a she meets I am over and over Just showed her she full of them spirits Trying to have a séance So when I made up my fiancés We beyond this let's be honest I departed your world soon as you broke up your promises And now I'm heavenly living got my recipe in it (?) Soon as you inhale Wrestling with the devil possessing (?) Trouble coming, boo! Get to running [Hook] All the glitters ain't gold They say you get what you look for the most Why you searching for phantoms? Why you searching for phantoms? Why you searching for phantoms? All the glitters ain't gold They say you get what you look for the most Then why you searching for phantoms? Why you searching for phantoms? Why you searching for phantoms? [Verse 2] Till d**h do us part But she thought d**h was a word But naw, d**h was a bird And I knew from back of the bird Was that it moved it from the third row Run to the O3 Devil in the red dress hot as thang on 2 feet I put her on her fours exercise and exorcisms I pout a few up in the plus I knew that she would k**'em But then something got changed I couldn't quite placed my finger to (?) was a ban or a ring or two Holy matrimony only pious if you try them The max is all in the cage while the box I'm all inside it Now if it's me on the other side and if it's I'll be crying But life's so much better since I quit dying I am I am [Hook] [Verse 3: dustin-prestige] d**h come in threes I swear to God I believe Everything that I see Was a lesson for me I remain a black tuxed up, not looking to f** up Samaritans skeletons in my closet had to burry them But if you try to go Digging for dirt yeah you know That pone I used to slang Became my secret shame And my earliest pain Them games I used to play No longer fighting to the chowder's boy A man he became But you don't need a widget tool See what these people do Was a lady k**er Know the thriller in me is through And you don't want those zombies who want me To come popping on So why you trying to get them coffins off [Hook]